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lirik lagu chip banks – world order

[kastro]
holdin’ my ground hard, when a pound sounds i hit ’em round dog
full twist i pull flips, convicts commit your frail dog
body drowns y’all, i heavily brawl
us down, when y’all found i’m a deadly dog
i see they pretty lights sevvy with a heavy revolve’
outlawz and cream team n~gga, ready for war
blow steadily fall victim for spittin’ secure
lit ’em up before he guard and ~hit ’em up~ once more
for the love thing, thug thing, n~ggas in the drug game
blood stains of pain, came in to make your mug pain

[napoleon]
n~gga this a young thug outlaw, feelin’ love, feelin’ war
fill it up with me, lethal sh~t you never seen before
i’ma block those and i’m also new block on my car door
shoot you out your pocket, get the f~ck out them old clothes
you p~ssy n~gga, today to day made me
p~ssy n~ggas you blazin’ me then blaze n~gga (you pink n~gga)
you f~ckin’ with the wrong n~gga
napoleon outlaw verses biatches

[chorus: young n0ble]
you must be out your motherf~ckin’ mind
ain’t no f~ckin’ with this
if you love to start sh~t n~gga bust your clips
feel this, all my young n~ggas ride with us
yo no snakes on no body gonna survive with us
outlaw soldiers and cream team ~world order~
defuse front shorters, snuze you’re a gonna
uz’ crossed the border, we stay in here often
america’s most wanted, prepare for justice

[e.d.i.]
now who’s wins the war’s wage, i spent days in the cave
cuz, motherf~ckers would hate to see you get paid
i stayed down and always stayed around the n~ggas i know
with other n~ggas who switchin’ sides and flippin’ cullbals
soap story, k!ller glory with my mac~11
sendin’ these b~tches back to heaven, for seven
steppin’ for lessons, handed down from my peeps
me and my n~ggas makin’ you motherf~ckers release
gather round and peep how it take place
how it take with all the snitches, fake
and curious waving here but we still antic~p~te it
oh you don’t think so, but your b~tch, she wanna taste the sh~t
so while you top glockin’, i sh~t, keep flock rockin’
hurse from makaveli’s, who start toppin’
i start marchin’ ’til your death day
i switch hands with them leather spray, leave the rest to pay
blast them to yesterday, discussin’ past times and them pains remain
like a half a dudley day, i spit raps the delli way
with nuttin’ but truth, bustin’ the troups
and what the f~ck you gonna do n~gga

[chip banks]
banky meet with e.d.i. amin, we blast your team
this time we smash your team
it’s gonna be the other weird sh~t you ever seen, ‘nah’mean
n~gga, who you darin’, i challenge anybody
i know you heard about me
banky baby, i keep the cream team thugs around me
and keep it rowdy, nothin’ but benzes, benjis and drugs around me
where i’m from, son we l!ck shots first
if a n~gga act shady, we hit ‘im where it hurts
pull his mask off and sn~tch off his skirt
may his last ride be in the hurse, you hear me?
this one for my cream team n~ggas
my thug n~ggas, all my sell drug n~ggas
my gang related n~ggas and all my belated n~ggas, what? huh

chorus

[young n0ble]
it be the holiest b~tch, spittin’ pain like this
n~ggas be like, why the f~ck he came and sh~t
nasty new streets slug a n~gga when you walk there
raw sh~t for the dog yeah, how the denim call get
north kid, then attack you ten on some smooth sh~t
outlaw executionists, retribute the sh~t
makaveli, k!lla kadafi, that’s the new sh~t
and f~ck you said, reach out and touch new sh~t
f~ck the government cuz they ain’t tryna help a soldier
i never told ya half the bottle bakin’ soda
but you stuck it so i kept it, if you broke then i done sweat it
i sticked it to this thug sh~t but i expected it, whatever

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